"Fortunately, that thing hasn't been born yet, and we still have time to set up the formation!"

When the monk heard this, he turned his head and looked at the gray-robed middle-aged man who spoke, the other party was carrying a simple long sword, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, white temples, and beautiful hair fluttering in the wind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

A series of crisp sounds of "jingle bell" attracted the eyes of both of them at the same time.

The sound was made by a string of red ropes tied with three sets of bells, and the black-robed man holding the red rope wore a demon mask.

The red rope was long in the wind, and it fell on a dead tree at the other end of the abyss to tie itself in a knot, and the ghost-faced man held the other end and said in a deep voice: "Three sets of soul leaving bells, we will each hold one pair and jump into the abyss, if you accidentally crush the bell, the red rope will ensure that the soul is not disturbed, remember not to let go, otherwise no one can save you!"

The ghost-faced man seemed to be very majestic, and his words made the sword-bearing man and the monk-robed monk nod again and again: "Don't worry, since we have come here, we are all prepared for the worst!"

Hearing this, the ghost-faced man nodded and said, "There is not much time, fight quickly, get the flowers on the other side and leave!"

As the words fell, the three of them disappeared in place, and when they reappeared, they each held the soul bell tightly and fell vertically down the red rope under the pitch-black abyss.

There is no light in the abyss, ordinary people are looking for things, and even basic vision will be deprived, but the three of them seem to be prepared, each rubbing a pot of spiritual liquid in the corner of their eyes, and after opening it again, they can see in the dark.

On the rock walls on both sides, there are no rocks and flowers, and some are just hideous souls that want to escape, revealing a blurred face and stretching out their palms to wail, making people feel chills at a glance, and they can't wait to get as far away as possible.

"Gather your mind, don't be touched by these dead spirits!" The ghost-faced man scolded softly, causing the two people beside him to hurriedly put away their curiosity, turn their heads and concentrate on their feet, waiting for the moment when they landed.

"Bang!"

The three of them fell to the ground at the same time, but they didn't make a loud sound, but the soft squirming under their feet made them subconsciously look down.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, the scalps of the three of them are numb, and they can only see the ground under their feet, blood and water mixed with minced meat, rendering this place into a hellish scene, and the stench makes them turn to internal breath, which is much better.

"Be careful!"

Just as the other two were about to step forward to explore, the monk beside him suddenly shot out a palm print, and the golden palm print shone brightly, hitting the object that was ready to sneak attack in the dark, and the sound of a hard object hitting the ground sounded.

The ghost-faced and sword-bearing man was shocked, and subconsciously took two steps back to the monk, and then looked at the "thing" that was sneaking up: "This is ......"

The charred branches under his feet, black and hard, did not seem to have anything abnormal, but it was such a thing, and the Buddha seal of the hard-connected monk was actually only broken, not shattered, which made the man with the sword feel incredible.

He just wanted to reach forward and pick it up, but he heard a cold voice behind him: "If you don't want it with your hand, just go and pick it up!"

When the man with the sword heard this, he turned to look at the ghost-faced man who crossed his arms and sneered: "Do you know this thing?"

The ghost-faced man seemed disdainful of reply, and stepped forward on his own, leaving the man aside. The monk saw that the relationship between the two was not good, so he said the Buddha name and explained: "This is a branch of the Soul Eater Wood, which has the ability to devour life, once it is entangled, there is no other way than to cut off the arm, the road ahead is dangerous and unpredictable, the donor is better to be careful!"

There was a hint of reproach in the monk's tone, how could the man with the sword not hear it, only to see his old face flushed, and his expression was a little unnatural: "Thank you master for mentioning it, I will pay attention to it later, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, let's get the flowers on the other side earlier!"

As they spoke, the two caught up with the ghost-faced man who had left first, only to see the other party suddenly stop and look up at something next to a giant tree.

The man with the sword came to him, and the two of them made the atmosphere a little awkward because of what had just happened, so neither of them paid attention to anyone, but just looked up at each other's gaze.

Directly in front of the giant tree, a high platform towered, flanked by a jungle surrounded by Soul Eater Wood, and above the high platform, a bewitching flower stamen was blooming with a blood-red light, and the flowers and plants that could grow here were definitely the flowers they wanted to get.

"What are you still doing in a daze! Follow me to pick off the flowers on the other side and save the people from danger!" The man with the sword was in high spirits, and the long sword behind him buzzed, and flew out of the sheath and landed in his palm, looking at the blood-red flowers above his head and said excitedly.

Just as he was about to jump onto the giant tree, the monk beside him grabbed him: "Don't be reckless, the body of the demon god is on it, I'm afraid that I will wake him up if I rush up, and none of us will be able to leave at that time!"

Hearing this, the man's excitement dissipated a little, although he was very confident in his strength, but the demon god was the strongest existence in the legend after all, even if only the body was left now, it was not something that mortals like them could resist.

Seeing that he was stopped, the ghost-faced man on the side who was holding his arms and holding a wait-and-see posture couldn't help but secretly sigh, and turned to a deep voice: "There is not much time left for us, you tie the bell to your waist, I will go up to investigate the situation first, once there is an accident, don't hesitate, crush the bell and catch the time to escape!"

After saying that, without waiting for the two to dissuade him, the ghost-faced man tapped the ground off the ground, landed his feet on the tip of the giant tree and looked at it, and then flew towards the high platform in the distance with his strength again.

After jumping into the air, the ghost-faced man saw the scene on the high platform clearly, a bronze coffin was lying a man covered in black gas, and in his hand was the flower that could bring the dead back to life, which was also the ultimate goal of their trip.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the stamen, the ghost-faced man felt that he could clearly see the lines on the flowers, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes under the mask, and at the same time he stretched out his palm and tried his best to reach forward.

Closer, closer, when his fingertips landed on the other side of the flower, feeling the texture coming from above, the ghost-faced man smiled.

But the next moment, something happened that made him tremble, the body of the demon god lying in the bronze coffin, his eyes opened suddenly, and the demon pupil exuded a deep brilliance, as if it could attract everything.

Unconsciously, the ghost-faced man put down the flower at his fingertips, his eyes gradually lost their brilliance, and finally his pupils contracted into a shell, and he quietly maintained his original appearance and stood in front of the coffin.

The two people below were ready to abandon their bodies, but it can be seen that there is nothing wrong with their companions falling on the high platform, but because of the angle, they see each other standing in place and seem to be observing something.

After waiting for a long time, the man with the sword finally couldn't help but shout: "What's going on up there!

As soon as these words came out, the body of the ghost-faced man on the high platform seemed to move, and the brightness of his eyes gradually recovered, but his eyes seemed to be different from before, and he became a little fierce and manic.

After he woke up, he subconsciously looked at the body of the demon god in the bronze coffin, his eyes revealed a complicated look, and he whispered to himself: "Wait for me to come back......"

As the ghost-faced man picked off the flower on the other side and returned to the two, the two of them only felt unbelievable, they thought that the catastrophe of nine deaths and one life was so easy to eliminate, and the smooth progress of things made people feel a little uneasy in their hearts.

Because of the excitement, neither of them noticed the change in the ghost-faced man, and the three of them easily walked out of the abyss with the flower of the other side, bringing the news to all countries in the world.

Just when the people of the world were chasing the monk and the man with the sword as a savior, the ghost-faced man who came out of the abyss quietly left the continent and headed towards the endless sea to the south, arriving outside the realm of chaos after two months of flight.

Looking at the gray heaven and earth in front of him, the ghost-faced man did not hesitate to step in, Qi Yue lost a large number of divine souls to enter the Chaos Domain, but he did not encounter the slightest obstacle, as if he had returned to his own home, he easily arrived above the ruins.

The ghost-faced man's body was suspended in the void for a long time, and he stretched out his finger and pointed at the whirlpool below, only to see the picture reflected in the sea water of the ruins, which was the scene when Qi Yue came here that day, and his entry into the merman clan to go to the land of the gods' fall through the sound illusionist, all his actions were recorded here, and now they are clearly detected.

"Not good! I'm afraid this person is not an ordinary awakened person! I must hurry up!" With that, the ghost-faced man recognized the habitat of the merman race, and his body suddenly burst out with extremely strong demonic energy, enveloping him and flying away at a rapid speed.

In the forbidden place of the Shark Palace, the Shark Patriarch and the three sound illusionists waited for many days, but there was still no sign of Qi Yue's return, and just as they were about to cast a spell again to sense Qi Yue's position, a black wind poured in from outside the cave and interrupted the continuation of the magic circle.

When the black wind dissipated, there was a black-robed man wearing a ghost mask in the center of the formation, and a palpitating pressure came from him, forcing the merman patriarch and the sound illusionist to take two steps back.

Although the other party's body was wrapped in a black robe, the merman patriarch could still see at a glance that he was the essence of the human race, and immediately asked in shock, "How did you enter the ruins?

Hearing this, the ghost-faced man ignored the merman patriarch, but Sen smiled coldly: "Instead of caring about where I came from, you should care about whether you can live!"

"You...... What does Your Excellency mean by this, my merman clan has always had no quarrel with the world, even if your Excellency is from the outside world, why do you say threatening words with no grievances with our clan?"

But who knew that when the ghost-faced man heard this, he suddenly laughed: "Haha...... What a big joke, you brought the person before into the sealed land of this demon god, and you dare to say that you are not ashamed of being unjust!!"

"What!Demon God!...... you" The Shark Patriarch and the Sound Illusionist subconsciously took two more steps back, until they reached the wall before stopping, staring at the Ghostface with a look of disbelief.

(To be continued.) )